hello again guys! I'm so glad I still have time for updating this story about my favorite pair, you know school can be a bit dominant on my time... this chapter might be a little creepy but I know you'll love it. hope you do! xD and to sukoi-sugoi and yuukixzero-16-in-yellow thank you guys! (lots of hugs!) and to nusku (even if I'm confuse on your review) thank you u for reviewing! and I'll be gladly updating this story for u guys... kya! ****horribly blushing*** enjoy!

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"My lady? Are you all right? You seemed quiet?" he held out his long slender hands, venturing to touch the frightened earl.

'No! Don't touch me!' Ciel's inner thoughts are screaming inside, wanting to escape but his feet led him to nowhere. 'Sebastian!' He called out for his demon through his thoughts.

"Milady!" a voice behind them echoed, then Ciel felt the familiar shoulders who's currently holding him tight. Safe. Yes, those loving hands brought him safety. Always.

'Sebastian.'

"Are you alright my Ciel? Am I right on time?" Sebastian whispered lovingly as he felt the muscles from the boy underneath him relaxed. But before Ciel could answer him back, a loud groan of disagreement bellowed in front of them.

"What's the meaning of this Sir Michaelis? Don't you know that you are rudely disturbing us?"

"I beg your pardon but milady here is not feeling well. She needs rest."

"You are always making foolish excuses just because you're jealous to us. That is very barbaric Sir Michaelis." He said firmly, lips tightening into a thin line.

Yes, he was indeed jealous. And his been very thankful that his master called him, he cannot calm himself whenever his master was being used as bait again for this thoughtless mission, just for the queen.

"I don't care if you believe me or not but I am going to let my lady rest, excuse us professor." He picked up Ciel in a bridal-style manner and left the irritated man behind them.

On the other hand, Ciel don't want to speak. His voice withdrawn. He still can't believe it. He thought he had overcome his nightmares but it was just hiding inside his dark heart, waiting for the perfect time to assault his memories once more.

But at least, he is not alone anymore, not anymore. Never. Ever since his demon butler came to his life, he had never been lonely again in the shadows. At least, he had someone with him within those dark tunnels of his living hell.

He is protected. Loved. By his demon. His dark angel. And so, a calm sleep overtook Ciel.

Later that night… Sebastian excused Ciel from his class as he told the other teachers he was sick.

"Sebastian?" Ciel felt empty as he wriggled himself out from the comfortable sheets, the warmness that brings serenity to his lost soul was nowhere to be seen. The dimness outside made him realize that it was already evening.

'Damn it! I slept the whole day? I've wasted so much time in here!'

Suddenly a hissing noise snapped his deep thoughts, bringing him back to reality. Ciel looked out the window and found—a shadow.

'What the —?' His eyes widened at the form behind the glass window,

'Nightwalker?' Ciel wanted to run away as far as possible from the windows, but his feet betrayed him. He could smell his own terror as the air circulates weakly through his lungs.

He can see the outline outside, holding a long knife, the one he probably used to almost cut off his victim's head from its neck. And a torch! Yes! He definitely saw a torch! Then, as the light shines feebly beside the deadly figure, he saw him smirk into an ugly sneer. A ghastly leer, hungry for blood.

'Sebastian!' He thought helplessly. He needs him! He wanted to shout his butler's name but failed. He could not muster even a yell from his mouth. A cracking noise was suddenly audible out from the window.

'His breaking it!'

As the bony hands motioned to open the window—knock! Knock! Knock! The eerie moments were stopped by loud knocks on the door. He watched keenly as the shadow from outside the windows left, pissed, swiftly disappearing behind the darkness. Giving him one last smirk, indicating that—

'He'll be back for me.'

When Sebastian couldn't hear his master's permission to enter his room, he wondered why. He thought that Ciel might still be sleeping. Yet, he can sense his lord's awaked consciousness. He waited — there's still no answer. Deciding by himself to enter, he opened the door slowly.

"Master? Please forgive my rudeness but —." His words were lost, eyes widened, panic arising inside his calm posture as he saw his lover's terrified façade. His little body crucified by confusion in the middle of the room. Eyes focused on the darkness outside.

With a swift motion, he moved towards his master and embraced him protectively. Giving his lover all the assurance he can promise that he is safe from the shapeless dread he might have saw.

"Ciel." He whispered to him softly bringing him back to reality, as the boy finally noticed his presence and looked at him. The earl tried hard to pull his self back together, bringing back his calm gaze to face his butler.

"I saw him Sebastian. I saw nightwalker out from my window."


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